Now Come And Regret Novels & Stories

he says gruffly. “It’s called expressing your emotions. Since you only seem to be familiar with anger or lust, allow me to introduce you to sadness. You’d need a heart to feel that, so I don’t expect you to understand.” “Remember, this was your deal. Too late for regrets.” I glare up at him as fiercely as I can manage. “It's never too late to regret something. That's the definition of regret—changing your mind when it's too late!” “Don't get cute with me. And don't even think about running away. I will catch you.”

However amidst the newfound pleasure hidden underneath the reckless destiny was a dwelling that resulted in nothing but raw tears and a great bout of regret. Up until now, I couldn’t seem to comprehend why must I remember every word that was wasted. “We should have done this before! I feel like we have missed out a lot for these past years!” “True! I totally agree, it’s been decided then, let’s come back here next time!” At that point, neither of us understand the cruelty of fate nor was the wickedness of human nature as we chose to let our guard down in an unfamiliar place with false confidence. “No, let's come tomorrow!”

Adrian gets up and starts leaving. He can feel the weight of her words echoing in his mind. The bitterness in her voice cuts deep. “People forget after committing mistakes, but they definitely get the fruits of their deeds; I see only regrets in your fate.” she screamed. He knows she's right. As Adrian walks away, he can't shake off the feeling of guilt and regret that now consumes him. He knows he has hurt her deeply, and the consequences of his actions are now staring him in the face. The harsh reality of his mistakes hits him like a ton of bricks, and he realizes that he may never be able to make things right again. The words of the woman he once loved haunt him as he walks away, knowing

I thought back to five years ago when I foolishly rebelled against my parents, even cutting off ties with them. Now, here I was, battered and bruised, left with nothing but regret. Tears welled up in my eyes as I realized the weight of it all. Seeing me cry, Titus, who had been visibly angry moments ago, suddenly panicked. "Wait, you're really crying? When I got your text yesterday, I rushed back. Who hurt you? Tell me, I'll make them pay! "Mom and Dad are downstairs. It's been five years. They've really missed you."

When the fire trapped me, my Alpha mate, Graeme Blackwood, was throwing a birthday party for my little sister, Ayana. I was locked in the basement, trembling so violently my bones clattered against each other. When the flames first caught, I called him. Begged him. His voice was ice. "Evelyn, stop the act. It's Ayana's birthday. I'm not letting you out just so you can ruin it. Let her have her night. Once she's happy, I'll let you out." I tried to explain. With the last shred of strength I had, I called him again. He hung up on me. So I just watched. Watched the flames swallow everything.

Is it something that heavy to be true? If properly if you regret it is there and will come late. Then that moment has arrived, the day of regret that so are Jimmy feel at the moment. Regretting all his stupidity that resulted in Erika's being far from his reach. Regretting all the thoughts bad about Erika, so make Erika go of him. Jimmy wants to regain Erika, reach out, and hug Erika into his embrace. Perfect Jimmy missed that his wife now. The woman who makes life more meaningful, a woman whose name is always embedded in the inner recesses of his heart.

Emily. My life has never been more miserable than it is now, I had thought I had it all. That getting Gwen’s property was my best plan, I had thought I would get away with it but I was wrong. I started regretting my decisions the day after Ian left, I haven’t seen him since then and he hasn’t bothered to come visit either. I kept telling myself that I should not have done what I did, I shouldn’t have taken Jason out of his house that day. I should have closed my eyes to the past—to how he treated me and then moved on with him.

Strong. Unbreakable. And for the first time in years… I feel something unfamiliar pressing against my chest. Regret. Real regret. Because suddenly every mistake I’ve made… Every obsession. Every manipulation. Every attempt to control Evelessa’s fate… Feels heavier than it did before. And the worst part? The one person fate gave me… Is the one who despises me the most.

"I messed up. You're better than this. Just let me go!" Eric yanked her back a step, pale and wrecked. "Lena, I screwed up." I stepped out of the elevator, baby bump out, Shelby and my legal team right behind me. Briana lost it. "Lena, I swear I've changed! I'm begging you!" I stopped. Looked down at both of them. Zero sympathy. "Briana, I'm not a rehab center." Calm. Cold. She stepped closer, jaw tight. "We've paid enough. I got kicked out, Eric too. We're broke. What else do you want?" "Enough, Briana."

Frustration. "Tell me, Hailey," he whispered, moving into me. "Do you regret it? Giving up on us?" I held my ground, gazing at him unflinchingly. "No." Something flickered in his eyes—hurt, anger, regret. He concealed it almost immediately, but I saw it. His hands twitched at his sides. "You should." I smiled slowly. "I regret nothing. But you? You should regret coming here." I wasn't fast enough, and he got there first, his voice cutting through the air like a knife. "You always were impulsive, Hailey."